Slap!
Alice slapped with all her might, causing Courtney to directly slump on the table.
When she fell onto the table, she knocked over the teacups on the conference table.
Clank!
Tea splashed everywhere and onto Courtney's pants. She looked extremely wretched.
Alice glared at her. Her eyes were filled with resentment and hatred. "You are not worthy of asking me whether I have a conscience or not! All this while, I have treated you as my friend, yet you kept doing harmful things to the Lynch Group!
"I have already taken on the blame for hurting Arianna and uploading the video, yet you still want m e to take on the blame for taking the video? Do you have a conscience or not?"
Courtney clenched her fists tightly upon Alice's words. She bit her lips, raised her head, and looked at Joshua.
"Mr. Lynch, no! This is not how it is! Granny Lynch got me this job! I will never do anything that hurts the Lynch Group!"
Joshua smiled. "So what's with the video?"
Courtney gritted her teeth. "I was the one who took the video, but it was Alice who got me to take it!”
"Just because you said it, does that mean I truly did i t?" Alice said overbearingly, "You have no proof!
Courtney, show us proof!"
Courtney was stunned.
Proof. She had no proof.
All this time, Alice took the initiative to become friends with her. Courtney thought that with the help o f her good friend, Alice, she could climb up the social ladder into the upper class.
Although there was no hope in marrying Joshua anymore, the Lynch family was a powerful family. As a good friend of Granny Lynch, marrying into another wealthy family was not bad either.
That was why she treated Alice as her last resort, so she would not try to get evidence for every matter.
"You can’t prove it, can’t you?" Alice sneered. She took a recording device out of her pocket.
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